But today it would be closing early so the employees could enjoy this day with their families.As I sat there contemplating my life, a thought snuck in...to my mind. I guess it is time to clean out the bedroom closet. It has been ten years since my wife left me. I might as well pack up the stuff she had left there and give it to a women's shelter or something. It had been a duty I had been putting off for too many years.I guess I was just avoiding the memories of her.I took my breakfast dishes to. “Come on Katherine,” I answered. “It would be so muchbetter if you were naked.” She bit her lower lip and started unbuttoning herblouse. I made her stand up and do it. This was sofrigging incredible. It’s hot enough having a beautifulgirl stripping for you, but it’s super hot when she’sstripping for you and doesn’t want to. And she reallydidn’t want to. She was all shy about it and actuallystarted blushing. God it was great! And Katherine is. I love you, Edgar told Richie, as he wrapped a protective arm around him. I love you too, Richie replied. Richie moved his hand further up Edgars thigh. He moved his hand up those final few inches and cupped Edgars package. Edgar let out a soft moan as he did so. Richie began softly massaging him, and as he did, Edgar began to stiffen. Richie undid Edgars zipper and reached his hand inside of his grabbing a firm hold on him. He pulled out Edgars penis through the flap of his boxers and revealed. Would he still go? After that night, my life changed. I did, too. I wasn’t me anymore. I was somebody else. I was angry all the time, angry with everyone. All my friends were nearly afraid to talk to me. My teachers were afraid of what I’d do to them. I wasn’t me. One night at my house, all my friends were there. Francesca was there. She was always so pretty, but she didn’t like me that way. “Chris,” Francesca said. “We’re worried about you.” I sat down and gazed at her. “How come?” “Chris,”.